By Prospero Dae
Three. Two. One.
Mary gets up, grabs Tom’s cup from the table, walks it to the counter, and dumps the coffee into the sink.
“Sorry. You need to get to work.”
“I wasn’t finished with that!”
“It’s for your own good, honey. And I didn’t need a productivity guru to tell me that!”
“Great! You’re a guru now.”
“Go warm up the car. I’ll time you.”
“You know this time management stuff goes both ways. What are you doing tomorrow at noon?”
“I’m free till 12:57.”
“Perfect.”
Tom grabs his phone and dials.
“Is this Hellmann and Conyers—the divorce lawyers?”
That totally unexpected twist at the end hit like a heavyweight punch to the gut–or funny bone. I am still laughing. Your stories get better and better. Keep it up, pal!
You have quickly become one of my favorite writers on this site. This is a great example of a story with humor, yet a nod to the darker side. I also love the comfortable everyday banter between the characters.
Love it. Very good writing.
All in dialogue….very nice!